Meiman Killer Daily

"Do you need me to do anything else, Mr. Bishop?"

"No need, go down and rest."

In St. Patrick's Cathedral next to Fifth Avenue in the United States, Casco answered the nun with a smile. The nun nodded and turned to leave Casco's room. Casco then turned around and tilted his head, looking at the

The silver mask that flashed past just now was on the balcony of the window. This did not look like a friendly guest.

"Pastor Mulder is dead..."

Peter did not continue to hide. When Casco looked at him, Peter lifted his disguise, opened the door and walked into the room as he spoke. Because it was noon, it did not look so gloomy in the bright environment.

Horrible, Casco's formulaic smile and nod were considered polite.

"I know, and I also know that you came to me to find a man named Qais Salah, but I don't know where he is hiding."

"Why are you putting pressure on the police?!"

The investigation could obviously continue, but the police destroyed the detailed records of the killing of Pastor Mulder. Both external and archival materials stated that the death was accidental. The body was cremated and was taken back to St. Patrick's Church by Casco in front of him.

Peter thought there was something evil going on. After his body recovered a little, he came here immediately, looking for an explanation from Pastor Mulder's apprentice.

"Pastor Mulder is my teacher. If the information about the massacre is spread, he will not be able to survive or even enter the sacred church cemetery. I must ensure that he can return to the Vatican, even if he refused to go there during his lifetime.

, you must enjoy the so-called glory there even after death!"

Casco replied and Peter shook his head not thinking that this was the real purpose.

"That's not the main reason!"

"...Who are you and why do you want to avenge my teacher?!"

Casco fell into silence and looked at Peter with great curiosity. He knew his teacher very well. He was a rigorous and upright person, and he was also quite stubborn. Although he was a kind and good person, there were some things where the bottom line was never the same.

Change, he is a clear example. The mysterious man in front of him should be related to the massacre of mutants a few days ago and the last time his teacher met. If the teacher really knew this kind of person, he would not become friends at all, or even

The teacher will also call the police and ask the police to arrest this person.

"You are not qualified to ask me to answer you. Don't think that I can't let you see God because the Paladin is protecting you!"

"..."

Peter raised his pistol and aimed it at Casco. Casco was in a daze. He didn't expect Peter to be so difficult to speak. He quickly raised his hand and explained in a cold sweat.

"Don't be so anxious. Let me tell you a story. After listening to the story, you can decide whether you want to continue to get involved."

"explain."

Sitting on the sofa, the gun was always aimed at Casco. The other person wiped the sweat from his forehead, and forced a smile from his stiff expression. He made a judgment about the man in front of him in his heart, that is, unless his fist is bigger than the other person's, he will

It's best not to reason with the other party or make conditions. In a situation where you may die if you tell the truth, the more honest you are, the more likely you are to survive, because this mysterious man in front of you doesn't care about so-called morality and restraint at all, let alone what happens behind you.

any force represented.

"About forty years ago, my teacher received an invitation letter from a Greek bishop. He invited my teacher to go there. He said that a large number of ancient Egyptian artifacts had been discovered. The adventurers decided to take these

A group of cultural relics were all auctioned, and some of them belonged to documentary records, telling about a pharaoh who reigned in the mid-14th century BC. That pharaoh's name was Akhenaten.

In fact, this pharaoh was not very famous among the many pharaohs in Egypt. However, during the reign of this pharaoh, there was a huge revolution. He forcibly ordered that the entire Egypt must only worship the sun god Aten and not any other gods.

Praying and claiming to have received divine revelation would lead the Egyptians to a higher world.

And not long after the pharaoh finished his declaration, the pharaoh disappeared at the top of his pyramid, which was not yet built. Documents record that in the middle of the night, a huge shadow suddenly enveloped the sky, and the stars were invisible.

and the moon were swallowed up. The gods listened to Akhenaten's prayers, and then took him to the world of higher gods. A light as strong as the sun disappeared in a flash, and there was no trace of Akhenaten anymore.

.”

After a slight pause, Casco stood up and went to the wine cabinet nearby. He took out a bottle of red wine and motioned to Peter. Peter shook his head slightly.

"Keep talking."

Pouring himself a glass of red wine, Casco suddenly laughed. It was not a stiff or formulaic smile, but a self-deprecating smile from the bottom of his heart. The red wine reflected his current appearance, like a transparent and flawless piece of paper.

, I don’t know when it became as turbid as the color. Unknowingly, I had already lived in the way I hated most without knowing it.

"A book recording the life of Akhenaten was bought by my teacher. In this book, my teacher found an ancient tomb that has not been discovered. My teacher plans to go to mine the ancient tomb himself.

, and asked those who follow me to keep this secret and not to say anything about religion."

I finished speaking again and drank it all. Now I think about how my teacher really treated me as his own child. If the accident hadn't happened, if there hadn't been the continuous blows of tragedy, maybe my teacher wouldn't have broken with me.

, I will not become so lonely now.

"The mining went very smoothly, and it was so smooth that it was a bit unbelievable. But at the time, none of us thought about what we were going to see. When we opened the door of an ancient tomb, the mining workers who were following us suddenly all

I fell out, I was trapped in the camp outside, and my mentor and his seventeen-year-old child were trapped at the excavation site. After a fight, although we killed the rebels, my teacher's child died at the site.

…”

"I should have been the one taking care of the child at that time. I shouldn't have asked the child to go to the teacher. If this incident hadn't happened, maybe..."

After finishing speaking, he paused again, murmured and shook his head, poured a glass of red wine, drank it, turned around and came to Peter and continued.

"I betrayed my teacher because the clergy suffered heavy casualties. Someone must be responsible for this. I didn't want to lose my great future. The church deprived my teacher of all mining items and sent my teacher to New York.

Completely far away from the core environment of religion, no one has told or explained anything about the mentor to the outside world."

"Still not getting to the point." (To be continued)